I, Chang Wei, really know martial arts

The urgent military report of eight hundred miles has spread to the capital.

Emperor Xianfeng spit out a mouthful of blood while lying on the couch.

Marshal Zuo Zongtang of hundreds of thousands of troops unexpectedly disappeared overnight.

But even if he fled cowardly as others said, at least he should have a destination.

Now it seems that the world has evaporated, and there is no news.

As for how to deal with Zuo Zongtang's family, that will be a matter after the war is over, and there is no time to think about it now.

In desperation, Xianfeng could only pass on an order to let Sushun temporarily take over the command of the army, and in the future, he would personally lead the conquest.

Over the years, Emperor Xianfeng indulged in wine and sex, but his body was hollowed out a lot. .

Chapter 531

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed since the massive war.

Although the casualties on both sides were not large, it was a heavy blow to the spirit of the Qing army.

And because of the seizure of power in the city, no one is willing to take over the defense of these Han troops.

Everyone has their own selfishness and doesn't want cronies to go.

In this way, Miao Shengrong could only suffer with difficulty with the soldiers.

However, all of this reached its peak after these three days.

"Damn it, I'm quitting, whoever wants to do it."

"Now I can't wait to rush in and kill those bastards, and see what their hearts are made of."

"You Eight Banners are human beings, aren't we human?"

The voice of resistance was too loud. Although Miao Shengrong tried his best to comfort him, the effect of the previous two days was no longer there.

I already knew in my heart that this day will still come, and it cannot be stopped.

If there are only [-] of them in this city, then that's fine.

But it happened to be an army of hundreds of thousands, even if a small part of each army was drawn, 28 would be enough to come.

It is indeed unreasonable to always let an army defend the city.

Like those famous defensive battles in history where fewer troops were able to win more, all of them were lone troops.

It has never been like this before, the number of defenders in the city is double that of the enemy troops outside.

After the sound of resistance, thousands of soldiers quickly dispersed and ran towards the city.

Miao Shengrong didn't stop him, he knew that blocking would only make things worse.

With that tone of voice, it's better to let the bosses in the city give an explanation.

At this moment, in the city, it seems to be divided into three factions.

It's up to today, and the winner has not yet been decided.

After all, the appointment of Emperor Xianfeng has not yet arrived, and everyone feels that they have a chance.

"My lord, it's not good, Miao Shengrong's department has collapsed."

Sushun, who was leisurely drinking hot tea, heard the report from his subordinates, and threw the teacup on the ground in fright.

"Has the Han army attacked?"

This was the first question that came to his mind.

Could it be that the Han army is coming so fiercely that the front line can no longer be defended?

"Returning to the prince, the Han army has not attacked yet, it's just..."

Seeing his subordinates hesitating, Sushun scolded loudly: "Hurry up, don't make me anxious."

"Yes, my lord, internal strife has occurred in Miao Shengrong's department. Now more than half of the army is retreating to the city. On the city wall, there are less than 3000 people left..."

Sushun suddenly became furious, and cursed loudly: "Waste, what a waste, what are they doing for food?"

Raising the sword from the side casually, he shouted loudly: "Reorganize the soldiers and horses, follow the king, and punish those deserters on the spot."

After a while, Su took the Zhenglan Banner's army and blocked Miao Shengrong's men in the city.

Tens of thousands of soldiers retreated, densely packed like a tide.

Sushun's eyes were hot, he was furious, and kept yelling.

But at such a time, no one listened to him at all.

On weekdays, the soldiers of the Eight Banners have their own sense of superiority, and now they fight even more when facing these so-called deserters.

For this point, Sushun not only did not reconcile, but expressed support.

Ever since, the repressed heart knot was opened.

These Han soldiers can no longer take care of so much.

It doesn't matter what Manchu or general he is in front of, as long as it threatens him, it is an enemy.

With the fall of the first Zhenglanqi soldier, the scuffle began.

Compared with the siege battle of the Han army outside the city, it seems to be more intense here.

The chaos in the scene was beyond Sushun's control.

The other Eight Banners troops who came after seeing Miao Shengrong's rebellion immediately joined the battle and suppressed it with force.

The scene in front of him quickly spread throughout the city.

Troops stationed in other places also came after hearing the news.

This is good, and the scale of the melee has further expanded.

After all, there are only 10,000+ Manchu soldiers in the city, and the remaining hundreds of thousands are all Han Chinese.

Normally, that's all.

But when the great war is imminent, how can it not be chilling to be so ungrateful to the Han soldiers.

Among the armies that came later, many Han soldiers also joined the battle, marching bravely towards the so-called Eight Banners, and drew out their long spears.

It was a simple matter, but no one took care of it.

Now, it has turned into a large-scale riot, even if you want to stop it, it will be useless.

Chang Wei looked at the Qing troops who were constantly fighting below, and applauded uncomfortably.

"King of Han, at this time, your army should attack the city, right?"

Zuo Zongtang, who was by Chang Wei's side, spoke.

Looking at the scuffle below, it is full of sadness.

However, he couldn't do anything.

In this situation, even if he goes out now, nothing can be changed.

Chang Wei shook his head and looked down and said, "It's not that time yet, right now, it's time to let them enjoy themselves."

After several hours of melee, it finally stopped.

Miao Shengrong rushed back early, but to no avail.

Soldiers who are out of control are simply not something he can mobilize.

As the smell of blood became heavier, the city seemed to be divided into two factions, the Manchus and the Han.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners are high and look down on the Han soldiers, but in the same way, the Han soldiers also look down on the moths like the Eight Banners.

If the fight continues like this, without waiting for the Han army to attack the city, they will be wiped out by themselves.

Chang Wei also held his breath, and spent the past few days waiting slowly in the city.

Before the time comes, the Han army will never attack the city easily.

Today's Hanzhong is no longer a strong city. Although there are hundreds of thousands of troops in the city, they all have their own ghosts.

Facing the attack of the Han army, everyone was thinking about how to preserve their strength and fight in the end.

But when facing his own people, all his aggressive and ruthless mentality was brought into play.

The battle in the city finally stopped after Sushun's compromise.

In Sushun's heart, he was also very reluctant.

Since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the status of the Manchus has always been higher than that of the Han people.

Now, he wants to make peace with them. In the past, 1 people would definitely not want to.

Just at this time, Emperor Xianfeng's will came in a hurry.

Getting chicken feathers as arrows, this is probably the most appropriate description.

All of a sudden, Sushun became the generalissimo.

However, after becoming a marshal, his heart suddenly became wider.

No matter whose soldiers and horses it is, aren't they all under their own command now?

If this is the case, then what is the priority.

Immediately, Su ordered the Eight Banners disciples to change defenses by the way, and the Han soldiers and horses got a little rest. .

Chapter 532

On the surface, this incident seems to have passed so easily.

But behind this, one disaster after another was planted.

First of all, today's casualties are very large.

Among other things, there were tens of thousands of troops participating in the fighting.

Thousands of Han soldiers died, and 700 people died in the Eight Banners.

These don't include those who were injured, and after this calculation, Liang Zi can be regarded as a knot.

With the completion of the deployment, not only did the negative emotions not dissipate, but they became more intense.

Even at the head of the city, they were divided into two teams, full of hostility towards each other.

Judging by their looks, as long as there is a slight conflict, they will immediately fight.

Chang Wei is still waiting. To be honest, anyone can see that the time has come to start the war.

If there is a fight, there is a high degree of confidence that Hanzhong can be won.

But compared to these, what Chang Wei hopes more is once and for all.

The information on the capital was already in Chang Wei's hands.

Emperor Xianfeng's personal conquest is just around the corner, and by that time, all the elite of the Qing army must be exhausted.

It's just that this sick emperor really knows how to fight?

Chang Wei couldn't be more clear in his heart.

Right now, in the entire Manchu Qing Dynasty, there are only a few people who can be great officials.

Although Li Hongzhang and his like are good hands in government affairs, they can only be hopeless when they start a war.

What Chang Wei was waiting for was to directly beat Xianfeng back to his hometown from the front. In this way, the Manchu Kingdom would no longer have the strength to challenge him.

When the situation in the city stabilized a bit, Chang Wei's actions began.

Through careful work in the city, Chang Wei found Miao Shengrong directly.

Miao Shengrong, who was withdrawn, was angry and upset. Although it was wrong for his subordinates to withdraw, Sushun directly asked his subordinates to do it, which was unreasonable.

This dumb luck can only be swallowed in the stomach.